Ready for the Close Up
Publishing a book is like being adrift in a raft at sea for months and months, and then waking up to find a super-freighter bearing down on you at 25 knots. At least that's how it's felt the last several weeks, scrambling to supply various kinds of promotional copy for the Riverhead Summer 2011 catalog and line up a photographer to take my author photo. The latter came together the way everything with the birthing of this book has come together: the exact right person appearing at the exact right time. By chance or destiny, I stumbled across Whitney's blog one day, and knew I'd found someone with the eye--and the heart--of a storyteller.
We met for the first time last night, but I've never had more fun or felt more at ease with a photographer. It didn't hurt that I had two of my best friends along to make me smile, and look out for unzipped zippers and rogue cowlicks. God knows, it takes a village.
We wrapped up at dusk, feeling celebratory. I can't wait to see and share the results. In the meantime, here's a few behind-the-scene peeks, and a bonus feature--the official, oh-my-God-it's-really-happening title of my book:
Planting Dandelions: Field Notes from a Semi-Domesticated Life.
By me, if you can believe it. I hardly can.
Labels: the writing life